Interrupting ambivalence
Because you needed us to be codified
I realized that our once intransigent symbiosis was fading into the dusk of our yesterday's egoism.
Contradicting image had become an instinctually projected reflex
As our emotionality emphasized mortality and perhaps at times
The uncertainty of our loves true (if actual) manifestation.
It's evident now that our issues were at best forced and repetitious
And
At worst the residual stain of self-inflicted frustrations.
So critical we tended to be of each other's everything that "anything " expressed out of character was always viewed through the transparent barrier of our skepticism.
Now a little more cognizant and
Co-dependent on intellect, adversity and individualism we are evolving into the guts of what once was our perpetual state of
Hypothetico-deductive experimentation and starting to feel the tangible possibilities of emotion.
I could always see myself embracing the you I sensed existing in the patched together heart of your well used soul
Yet, I will not let myself be delegated to the viewing platform where all the sins of those before me are held up in comparison
As you expectantly await my following suit.
In a time of emotional solitude and unavoidable reflections of the way we were not.
It is not possible for me to fall into the pattern of saying the right things in order to create a clichéd relationship.
I know that we can if we choose to, find a level of emotion suited just for us,
Uncharted and ready to be defined.
Vacillation breeds frustration as trepidation clothes itself in foreboding,
An empty can rattling in moonless midnight delusions.
Complicated and primally arrogant I can only face you with the who that I am
"Look at me" and not those who never were.
Me? I know no one else like you,
That is why I still hang on to all the scattered threads you left and leave
In your indignant shoulder spins and hasty exits as life once and forever it seems plays its games with us.
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